In the early morning, Zhu Yourong suddenly felt her heart beating violently in her sleep and opened her eyes. She looked at her beloved bear alarm clock beside her pillow in panic and found that it was not yet six o'clock.
On the trolley beside the bed, there were several kinds of mineral water and a cup. Zhu Yourong did not ring the bell to call the palace maid. He fumbled and poured half a cup of water and drank it. However, not only did he not suppress the panic,
On the contrary, I felt even more breathless.
She wanted to continue sleeping, but she couldn't fall asleep, and her mind was full of random thoughts. So she turned on the desk lamp, picked up a book on the bedside, and started reading. But after reading for a while, she couldn't concentrate and was still flustered. So Zhu Yourong simply
Ring the bell and call the maid in to help you get up and get dressed.
After washing, she put on her pajamas and walked out of the bedroom without putting on makeup or twisting her head. She wanted to walk in the yard and play with the dog for a while.
The palace maid went to fetch Zhu Yourong's six dachshunds. Zhu Yourong was pacing uneasily in the courtyard. Suddenly, she heard someone whispering behind an old tree. She was a little curious and wrapped her pajamas tightly, thinking that at this time
There would be no men in the palace. So, she coughed, raised her voice and asked:
"Who is that?"
Sure enough, two women came out from behind the ancient tree, and both bowed to Zhu Yourong:
"I have met His Majesty."
"How did your Majesty sleep?"
One of these two people was Wei Zijin, and the other was a middle-aged female officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel. Zhu Yourong looked familiar to her. He must have met her several times when he lived in the Purple Mountain Fortress, but he forgot her name.
"What?" Zhu Yourong saw that both of them looked a little panicked, and felt a vague premonition, "What happened?"
Wei Zijin's face was ugly, and he motioned to the female officer to speak directly to His Majesty. The female officer's face was equally ugly, and after hesitating for a moment, she said:
"Your Majesty...this is bad news."
Zhu Yourong felt dizzy for no reason.
"Is...what bad news?"
"Your Majesty..." the female officer lowered her head and whispered, "A few hours ago, our troops stationed in northern Xinjiang... that is, the First Division of the People's Guard, suffered a sudden attack by the Soviet army..."
Zhu Yourong felt his eyes darken and his body swayed slightly.
Sure enough! Sure enough! My premonition came true!
The First Division of the People's Guard... then stand up to him...
Wei Zijin was also filled with anxiety and sorrow at this moment. But she still tried her best to hide it and helped His Majesty sit on the stone bench. The maid on the side quickly placed milk and biscuits.
"Oh...that's it..."
Zhu Yourong buried his face in his hands, took a deep breath, then raised his head, trying to appear as natural as possible, and said:
"What's going on? Tell me in detail..."
This female officer was a senior civilian official of the General Staff. She immediately took out the map from her briefcase, spread it on the stone table, and said carefully:
"Your Majesty, please look at these places painted in red, which are areas that may have been occupied by the Soviet army. The red arrows represent the direction of the Soviet army's attack, and the blue arrows represent our army..."
Zhu Yourong waved his hands and said painfully:
"I know this."
"Oh, Your Majesty knows..." the female officer said again, "Your Majesty, please see that most of the Turpan area may have been occupied by the Soviet army. The city of Turpan must have fallen. We have been unable to contact us. As for the Soviet attack
The direction and scale of the attack... we are not sure yet. This is a speculation made by the high command based on frontline telegrams and combined with the pre-war situation of both sides... Now, the Soviet army is likely to attack our army from three directions.
"The main battlefield is currently on the southern front. Now the Soviet army is trying to pass through the Turpan-Dabancheng-Dihua line and penetrate from the Tianshan Pass between southern Xinjiang and Hebei. As for the northern route, our army has not yet received the reception in Altay.
attack report, but the headquarters judged that the Soviet army invaded Altay from the north, which may be the time
There is a question of time. There is also an eastern front, that is, the Hami area. The Hami area is east of Turpan, guarding... guarding the east gate of our army's withdrawal to the interior... There are no troops stationed there. It is conceivable that the Soviet army is occupying
After the Turpan area, we will quickly advance to the Hami area..."
Zhu Yourong held his forehead and closed his eyes in pain when he heard the words "Guard and guard the east gate of our army's retreat to the interior."
Wei Zijin stood by and was about to cry in pain. She seized the opportunity and interjected:
"Is Dihua Airport lost?"
The female officer was startled and replied:
"I haven't received a report, so I guess not yet. You see, the airport is northwest of Dihua City, and now the Soviet army is attacking Dihua from the southeast. The airport should not be lost yet."
Zhu Yourong's face regained some color, he breathed out lightly and ordered:
"Zi Jin, draft a decree for me and send it to Tingzhi...and Princess Liaoyang and the others know about it. Once the war situation worsens, the headquarters must retreat to the mainland by air before Dihua is lost."
Wei Zijin also calmed down a little and said:
"yes."
She rushed to write the imperial edict. She made up her mind to write the imperial edict in strict terms that could not be questioned, and the strict order must be for "all" members of the headquarters. In other words, even the secretaries and guards could not be left behind.
"Your Majesty, please relax for a moment," the female officer said with relief even though she didn't know her relationship with Xiang Xiaoqiang. "The reinforcements were sent out a few days ago, and they are expected to enter Xinjiang tomorrow."
Zhu Yourong's eyes lit up:
"Reinforcements? How many people?"
The female officer stammered:
"Uh...yes...two army motorized infantry divisions."
Zhu Yourong was startled:
"What else?"
"And...and...the supply convoy."
"What else?"
"Your Majesty...that's all, it's gone."
Zhu Yourong was stunned. After a long while, he murmured:
"It's gone? How come it's gone?... Since we are sending reinforcements, why are we only sending two divisions? How many Soviet troops are there?"
The female officer said more hesitantly:
"It's not clear yet...but...the Soviet army's garrison in southern Xinjiang...should be no less than three armies, estimated to be 10 to 15 divisions."
"Three armies? And we only have three divisions in total?" Zhu Yourong said in disbelief, "I ask you, since we are sending reinforcements, why are we only sending this drop in the bucket?"
The female officer finally couldn't bear it anymore. She lowered her head and confessed:
"Your Majesty... the matter of sending reinforcements was personally decided by Chief of Staff Zhang... and... it was not sent to reinforce the resistance against the Soviet army, but... to worry about the commander... about the strength of our troops stationed in northern Xinjiang.
It was too weak, and I was worried that the Soviet Union would invade, so I asked the high command to send troops for reinforcements... I asked the commander at that time
They requested that all ten divisions of the People's Guard Mobile Corps be transferred to northern Xinjiang, and requested that six additional aviation regiments be sent to northern Xinjiang... However, at that time, several chiefs of general staff felt that the possibility of a Soviet attack was very small, and mobilized a large number of troops into northern Xinjiang.
Xinjiang would irritate the Soviet Union, so... only two Army Motorized Infantry Divisions were approved..."
"Crack!"
Zhu Yourong threw a glass of milk to the ground.
"Crash!"
She flipped another plate of biscuits to the floor. Then she lay down on the table, buried her head and cried loudly. The cry was more filled with grief and anger than sadness.
This female officer cheated and betrayed her immediate boss, but she didn't expect that His Majesty would react like this.
But she stood aside, her heart filled with the joy of schadenfreude and revenge. She had always wanted to be transferred to the People's Guard, but old man Zhang Zhaoxian had been in the way a few times. This time, old man Zhang was going to be in trouble. If Mr. Xiang survived the disaster (
If the airport is not lost, it will definitely not die) and will definitely be reused.